I've been thinking a lot about my vocation lately; however, it has not been in the direction of the religious life. I have felt a very strong desire for the sacrament of Matrimony. Of course, that could just be me finding another way of distracting myself from school, as a means of escape.
Yet, the girly side of me loves to indulge in the thought of a man earning my love...a beautiful proposal in front of the Tabernacle...the wedding...first kiss...reception at home...honeymoon...making our cozy little home together...the joy of telling my hubby that he's made the daddy team...I could go on and on.
It's hard to not feel like I'm stuck and going no where; school and work, work and school. Luckily, I have the most loving, caring, and understanding man in the world with me: Jesus. Whenever I'm having a hard time, scared, or upset, I love just to say His name, Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. It's such a beautiful comfort.
So until I discover my true vocation - and even after - my Jesus will be my love.